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Chapter 587: Emotions (4/4)

June 15th, 8pm.

On the wide concrete open space, Su Xiaoqiang lowered his head and kicked small black stones in boredom. Occasionally he raised his head to glance at the closed private movie theater in the distance. There was a faint noise inside and it seemed very lively, but a large door separated the inside and outside.

In this world, outside there are only cars in the parking lot and the afterglow of light and shadow cast by the city.

"Aren't you going in?" She looked back at Lin Nian, who was sitting on a stone pier in a parking space not far away and shouted.

Lin young man shook his head lightly and looked down at his mobile phone. After a while, a white hand stretched out in front of his eyes to block the screen of the mobile phone. When he looked up, he saw the girl squatting in front of him, her head gently resting on her arm, looking at him.

"Do you think he can succeed?"

"I don't know." Lin Nian turned off the screen, put his phone in his pocket, and looked toward the quiet movie theater in the distance.

Ten minutes ago, they watched from the corner of the parking lot as the group of former classmates walked into the door together and laughed. Until the end, the boy in formal clothes was still looking around the door, as if looking for someone. Finally

He also closed the door alone.

"I thought you would go in and accompany him. At least this would give him a little more confidence. He has never been a courageous person." Su Xiaoqiang squatted next to Lin Nian and leaned against him boldly, but he didn't feel like he was being treated like before.

avoid.

"At least this time he risked his life." Lin Nian said, "This was something he would never dare to think about before, but in the end he will still understand that Bai Yueguang is just a person in the world after taking off the filter.

Chen Wenwen, the rice sticky boy, is good, but it’s not suitable for him.”

Su Xiaoqiang sat on the ground holding her knees and looked sideways at Lin Nian for a while and said, "But the moon will only be the moon if it takes off the filter."

"Don't run for the moon." Lin Nian said. He just recited the second half of the sentence lightly in his mind without saying it out loud.

After looking at the sky for so long, try to believe that the moon will come to you.

"He will be very weak today, but with you here he will still be very weak. You are not prepared to help him."

"I helped him this time and whoever will help him next time can't ask for help every time. I have already done what I should do, and I will leave the rest to him."

"I want to take a peek." Su Xiaoqiang looked at the movie theater in the distance and said, "It's not a secret that he likes Chen Wenwen, but I'm still curious about how other people will react after he plucks up the courage to confess his love.

What was your reaction that night when he was able to run to the Pearl Tower for her? In fact, from a girl's point of view, I already recognized him. At least his feelings for Chen Wenwen were genuine, and now he has made up his mind because of you.

I think his confession this time really won’t necessarily fail.”

"A half-baked amount of calories can only make a half-baked dish. Now he knows what he really wants, which is why I asked you to pack your luggage in advance." Lin Nian said, "I don't think his confession will fail 100%.

If his confession is successful, then we can report directly back to the academy."

"Do you want him to succeed?"

"It doesn't matter whether he succeeds or fails, I just hope he is too persistent." Lin Nian said, "There was a time in high school when I really wanted to fall in love."

Hearing this, Su Xiaoqiang's beautiful eyebrows suddenly raised, and she stared at Lin Nian seriously, waiting for the next chapter.

"I was already ready to be with her, but my sister stopped me."

Su Xiaoqiang hammered her thigh hard, her face extremely depressed, "Your sister doesn't like that girl?"

"She only said one sentence." Lin Nian said, "He asked me not to use the high school pen to sketch the future in the draft book. Really sensible people write beautiful things on the whiteboard, because often

We’ll all wipe it out and start over.”

“Sister is really a philosopher”

"More than one person said that about her."

"That pen, Lu Mingfei, will probably expose the book this time, right?" Su Xiaoqiang said, looking towards the theater.

"After the branches of a potted plant are violently cut off, they will not continue to grow. Instead, they will choose other outlets to bloom branches and leaves, making them lush and lush. In this case, why not let it grow to its fullest before it is cut off? After it is cut off like this,

It can be cleaner and neater," Lin Nian said.

"You are also a philosopher." Su Xiaoqiang sighed, she regretted not joining the literary club in high school.

Lin Nian's cell phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and took a look at it before putting it back in his pocket.

"Lu Mingfei?"

"Um."

"what did he say."

"nothing."



In the bathroom of the movie theater, Lu Mingfei put down his cell phone, turned on the faucet, wet his hands and patted his face gently, forcing his face that was as dry as a cucumber to look like celery soaked in water.

Hydrating spirit.

Cold water has been accumulating in the porcelain-white pool. I soaked my hands in it and felt the coolness spread from the skin of my palms to my whole body. The water flowed endlessly, my heart beat endlessly, and everything in my ears was misty. Students in the hallway of the movie theater

The sound of chatter and laughter, and the sound of footsteps were like being drowned in water.

He once asked Lin Nian what kind of form should he use to express his love to a girl like Chen Wenwen. Lin Nian only replied that he just told the truth. There was no need to write so much. Before the stage, you could say what you wanted to say but didn't dare to say in the past three years.

, just sit on the table and chair and look at the throbbing hair in her hair and dig it out sincerely without daring to jump too loudly.

He felt that what Lin Nian said made sense. After working in the literary club for so many years, he already had a lot of sour sentences in his stomach. If he just picked some and shouted them to the music, he would be tempted even if the other person was a stone, right?

He took a box of Chinese cigarettes from his uncle's drawer and exchanged them for two packs of fake ones. He stuffed one pack back and paid tribute to the uncle in the screening room. At the beginning, there was a piece of music and movie clips to match his sincere confession to his old man in the United States.

How to lose the music of Ninety-nine Red Roses sponsored by Tang, Confession, Flowers, Trinity, Flying Dragon Riding Face?

There was a bag at his feet, which contained the ninety-nine roses, as well as a small pink love card sent by the store, which said However We Foever. There are less than five minutes left before the movie opens.

This also means that the horn of charge will be blown in five minutes. Lin Nian did not show up tonight. Today he is isolated and helpless and can only fight with his back against the enemy.

He made a face in the mirror, relaxed his expression, and tried to relax his facial muscles to avoid cramping when he went on stage with too many expressions. He rehearsed this scene in his mind more than once. Every detail and every step was gone through.

Countless times, possible mistakes and possible embarrassments have been filtered out. If someone laughs at him when he expresses his love, he will uncharacteristically scold the person fiercely to shut up. If someone teases him, he will give him a cold look.

If you ignore him, tonight he will be like a man in armor and fully armed, no one can hurt him at all!

"Lu Mingfei."

Someone called his name over the sound of water flowing.

"What?" Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked up and saw a familiar white cotton skirt reflected in the mirror. It was the same as the one he saw when school started. There was a good smell on the skirt, like the fragrance of locust flowers.

The smell of sunshine flowing on the windowsill.

It's Chen Wenwen, the heroine in Lu Mingfei's script tonight. She was supposed to be sitting in the movie theater, but now she appears here. This makes Lu Mingfei suddenly at a loss. When he was about to talk, he turned sideways as if he remembered something.

He stood for a moment, blocking the bag at hand, and looked at the girl in front of him in panic.

Sure enough, what made him feel a little cold was that the girl's eyes also fell on the bag, and a red rose stuck out from his leg. It was so red that it was a bit kitschy and dazzling, which made people unable to resist

Look away.

"This is it." Lu Mingfei's head was racing. No matter how much he had planned in advance, he never expected to be bumped into by the owner in front of the bathroom. It was like someone had stolen the master tape of a movie that had not yet been released. It originally made people cry.

The words that filled his eyes were leaked on the screen, and he felt like an inflated balloon was pricked by a needle and began to leak little by little.

No, you have to say something to make up for it. At this time, the other party shouldn't care about your lies, right? Or should it be tacit understanding is the best? If it were Chen Wenwen, she would definitely know how to avoid embarrassment.

"Lu Mingfei, can I ask you a favor?"

"What?" The girl spoke before Lu Mingfei could say anything. He could only react subconsciously, just like before, always.

"Whatever you want to do tonight, can you please not do it?" Chen Wenwen said.

Lu Mingfei was stunned. In front of the girl in the white cotton skirt, he moved slightly and touched the pool behind him that was almost overflowing. The rose sticking out of the bag was rubbed into the water on the ground. He saw

He looked at the girl's eyes and took a long time to realize what she said.

The bathroom was quiet, not dead still, with the sound of running water.

He looked into the girl's eyes, and the girl looked at him, never so seriously.

The faucet behind his back was flowing continuously, and the emotions in his eyes were like effervescent tablets put into the pool, with foam rising and falling. When he turned back to grab her, he realized that she had melted into the slightly cold water.

inside.


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